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Tuesday, February 27, 2007

the one vital sign that this girl here is going mad with stress and boo-boos: she blogs wayyyy to much. it always happens. i blog when i'm stressed. blog when i'm sad. blog when i'm happy. basically, i love my blog cos it's a representation of my inner-most feelings. okay, maybe not inner-most but still it represents a big part of my life. i blog about the good and bad things in my life. and i blog about philosophies and analogies that i come up with. and most of all, when i blog a few times a day, i must be having either quite a bad day, or a really good day. take your pick.

yesterday was a particularly difficult day. with exams, breakouts, pms, cramps, losing-my-voice-symptoms, slight diarrhea, sudden surprising phonecalls, all coming together at once. i don't even feel doing anything. doesn't help that i didn't get enough sleep the night before and the afternoon nap was a total failure cos my bro, sis and mum were yakking damn loudly downstairs. after a few failed attempts to lower their volumes i decided to wake up instead to study and my stomach growled. too hungry to study. food took too long to get ready. mood was fouling. by the time i settled down to study, the night has fallen and i'm so pathetically behind time and unmotivated. =( sigh.

i pity you poor readers out there. if i were you i'd be bored stiff reading all these laments and incessant complaints. sorry okay, i promise better, more intellectually satisfying entries after my paper tomorrow. =D

anyhow, my mood has since picked up after a certain conversation. =D i've found the ultimate antidote and cure to moodswings, bad days and frustrations. but i think it has to be one and only, irreplaceable and unique so i'm not gonna share it too baddd! =P

suddenly everything seems easier. the exam tomorrow. the two matches i'm gonna ref tomorrow. i even feel more optimistic over my ugly breakouts now. hahaha. i'm sure santa will be reallllly nice now cos you've been good, so very good. (:

"You are learning that love can come in many different varieties, and while this is very exciting, it can also be very confusing. Just remember to take things very slowly in any new relationships, and do not make any assumptions about your growing feelings for someone. Don't try to pigeonhole this person into a certain category. Not everything has to have a name. You two can build a relationship that is like no one else's."

the above is taken from my friendster daily horoscope. i always try not to think too much of horoscopes but each time i read it, it seems so true, so relevant. why arh?

you know in life there're always ups and downs. with it comes experience and with it comes lifelong learning. i guess the worse thing about it is we never know when we're gonna be up and when we're gonna fall. maybe this will teach us to be prepared, to always know that somehow we'll meet with crisis and obstacles and we should be well-prepared to face them and counter them.

nothing's ever easy, and it is harder so for you because you're a niche in itself. there're not many you can turn to and count on because as much as it is a team effort, your role is so different from the rest. how many of us can understand the anxiety that runs through your body each time? not many. yet not many of us will be able to feel that adrenaline you'll feel when you know you've done well. so i guess life is fair in that way.

you know, when you've attained a certain admirable level, it's inevitable that you feel lousy sometimes over the mistakes you make. it's easier for an amateur to get over his mistakes than a pro. that's always the case isn't it?

it is easy to forget why we begun to do the things we do when we're trying so hard to get out of being in the doldrums. we forget the simplicity of it all, the fun, the laughter and the passion that burned so fiercely from the beginning. step back sometimes, take a huge step back and readjust your mind. you'll find. i'm sure you will. and when we begin to grasp that simple joy and laughter derived from the things that we do again, we'll be back up in no time. you will. i believe in you.

don't ever stop believing in yourself and never cease to remind yourself that you're good. don't trample all over yourself cos then no one can help you. as long as someone else believes in you, there's no reason why you should stop believing in yourself. i believe in you. still. and will always. (:

life's short, live it fun. don't let the stress and booboos bring you down alright? smile, cos you never know who's falling in love with your smile =P

will always be here.
-cheryl
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